I wounder if its true did you love me too! I sit here and think of what times we shared and sometimes it just seems you were the only one to say I love you! It was also my first time to say I love you too! So what is love it has the something to do with pain because I feel in love only a broken heart I gain..

You told me you loved me,
When it was too late,
We never did make it,
To our very first date.

When your hearts slowly breaking,
All the tissues disappear,
I just can't help wondering,
Did you ever shed a tear?

When I've finally finished crying,
And finished feeling sick,
You come back to haunt me,
Are you taking the mick?